Lirik Lagu Let The Rhythm Hit Em - Rakim
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Let the rhythm hit 'em
I'm the arsenalI got artillery, lyrics of ammoRounds of rhythmThen I'm 'a give 'em pianoBring a bullet-proof vestNothin' to ricochetready to aim at the brain~Now what the trigger sayTempos triflin'Felt like a rifleMassage 'n' melodiesMight go right throughSimultaneously like an UziNothin' can bruise meLyrics let up when lady say don't lose meSo re-load quicklyAnd you better hit meWhile I'm lettin' this fifi get wit meYou steppin' with .007Better make it snappyNo time to do your hair, babyBrothers are bustin' at meBeats and bullets pass meNone on targetThey want the R hitBut wtch the god getQuicker, the tongue is the trigger'Cause I'm real fastLet off some rhythm at 'emLet 'em feel the blastPenetrate at a crazy rateThis ain't no .38Hit 'em at point blank rangeAnd watch 'em radiateRunnin' out of ammunitionI'm done wit' emYou ask me how I did 'emI let the rhythm hit 'em
I push a power that's punishableBetter be a prisonerThe hit man is theBrother wit' charismaShowing you that I havePowerful paragraphsFollowers will become leadersBut without a pathYa mentally paralyzedCrippled ya third eyeRhymes are blurredThen it occurred that you heard IReduced the friction with crucifixionLet loose the mix thenBoost the pistonEric hit 'em with' some of thatCut like a lumberjackAnd me gettin' hit backIt won't be none of thatI'm untouchableYou see me in 3-DWhen I let the rhythm hit another M.C.Lyrics made of leadEnters your headThen eruptions of a mass productionWill spread whenMusic is louderFull of gunpowerMicrophone machineryWhen I see a crowd ofParty people pump
I'm the arsenalI got artillery, lyrics of ammoRounds of rhythmThen I'm 'a give 'em pianoBring a bullet-proof vestNothin' to ricochetready to aim at the brain~Now what the trigger sayTempos triflin'Felt like a rifleMassage 'n' melodiesMight go right throughSimultaneously like an UziNothin' can bruise meLyrics let up when lady say don't lose meSo re-load quicklyAnd you better hit meWhile I'm lettin' this fifi get wit meYou steppin' with .007Better make it snappyNo time to do your hair, babyBrothers are bustin' at meBeats and bullets pass meNone on targetThey want the R hitBut wtch the god getQuicker, the tongue is the trigger'Cause I'm real fastLet off some rhythm at 'emLet 'em feel the blastPenetrate at a crazy rateThis ain't no .38Hit 'em at point blank rangeAnd watch 'em radiateRunnin' out of ammunitionI'm done wit' emYou ask me how I did 'emI let the rhythm hit 'em
I push a power that's punishableBetter be a prisonerThe hit man is theBrother wit' charismaShowing you that I havePowerful paragraphsFollowers will become leadersBut without a pathYa mentally paralyzedCrippled ya third eyeRhymes are blurredThen it occurred that you heard IReduced the friction with crucifixionLet loose the mix thenBoost the pistonEric hit 'em with' some of thatCut like a lumberjackAnd me gettin' hit backIt won't be none of thatI'm untouchableYou see me in 3-DWhen I let the rhythm hit another M.C.Lyrics made of leadEnters your headThen eruptions of a mass productionWill spread whenMusic is louderFull of gunpowerMicrophone machineryWhen I see a crowd ofParty people pump
